2022 was nothing short of epic, one of those where everything collides in harmony. It was as intense as the waves of change that prompted me to step into a more aligned life where I now tune in to the whispers of my heart and soul with just as much ease as I use my rational mind. Magical, where miracles big and small unfolded in extraordinary beauty. Tragic, permeated with losses that created space for new beginnings.
A year of revelations: upon losing my womb to disease, I re-attuned to my feminine power that thrives on creation. I’ve been birthing a new version of me that my future self would be proud to see. My skin frequently felt warm, literally shedding old parts of me that needed to die.
I embraced my inner child by letting her live many of her dreams, which led me to quit a safe job to embark on a solo adventure across 12 countries. I savored joy and beauty across oceans and mountains, on airplanes and trains, castles and tents, boats and sidewalk cafes. And from the depths of my senses when I would close my eyes: my heart pulsating beyond my chest, my cells consciously connected to its beat, to the world around me, to the great beyond where we all came from.
I spent time with people who moved and enlightened me, reconnected with loved ones who welcomed me with open arms and formed bonds with strangers who felt like friends from lives lived centuries ago.
I created space to allow my creative talents to flourish and unapologetically shared my self-expression with the world, quieting down my inner critic and the occasional external attempts to keep me small. Self-compassion is a language I now speak with greater fluency.
I learned to embrace emotions that were once met with uttermost resistance. Sadness can now pass through me and I understand its purpose when it pays me visits: a necessary path to wholeness. And I like the taste of wholeness: pungent, harmonious, lively.
I’ve allowed myself to live in uncomfortable waters and had spiritual breakthroughs so intense that the vessels in my left eye bled. I learned somewhere that the left eye is the entry to the soul. I understood the message and am still listening to it, even if at times I choose not to act. I’ve given myself permission not to problem-solve everything and definitely not all at once.
I lived a year where love and support were always abundant, a never-ending fountain that bathes me daily. I learned the code to turn on the faucet: gratitude.
May 2023 be a bountiful fountain of serenity, joy, health, creativity, love and prosperity. That’s my wish for me. That’s my sincere wish for you.